Zeus & Byzantine - Chapter 14: Elyrion

Blade, Lips, and Divine Drama

Shh!

The blade glistened, slicing the air in slow motion—razor-sharp, precise, and absolutely aimed at me.

“I said I’m funny! Just spare me for now—trust me, I’m worth it!”

But the God of War didn’t do trust.

Ares slashed forward again, not speaking, not blinking, not listening.

Oh Tang!

Day two on Olympus and I was about to die?

Apparently, asking gods for a blessing means getting stabbed in return.

“Why can’t anyone up here just talk it out?” I yelped, running like my life depended on it—which, honestly, it did.

Shhhk!

Another swing—too close.

“Listen to her!” someone shouted. “She said she’s funny!”

Before I could finish a breath, an arm wrapped around my waist and yanked me out of range.

“Zeus?” I gasped, heart pounding—

Lips.

Accidentally—accidentally!—I turned right into a kiss.

Oh thank gods, my hero on a white hor—

“Hermes,” he grinnedNot Zeus. Of course not.

“Where is Zeus?” I panted.

“Negotiating with Hera.”

Perfect.

Before I could curse the heavens, Ares stormed over and yanked me from Hermes’ arms.

Slip—bam!

Face-to-face with Ares.

Lips—again.

“Oh gods.” I pulled back, horrified.

“I swear it was an accident!”

(Eros, what’s got you working overtime today?)

Hermes howled. “You kissed two gods in one day. What is this—divine speed dating?”

Ares growled. “Give me one reason not to end your life right now.”